The time Wen Rensheng persisted not only exceeded the imagination of everyone present and behind, but also exceeded his own imagination.
He thought he could hold on for two days at most, but a whole week later, he felt that he could still hold on.
There is a saying that is indeed true. People's physiques are different. Under special circumstances, some people can explode with superhuman abilities.
Among ordinary people, there are still some people who can dodge thirty bullets in a short burst and then defeat the enemy, let alone a mutant like him.
As for him, he was actually a bystander. He had taken turns to rest three times, but he still persisted alone.
Wu Shanshan has been deeply moved for a long time, and she even feels that she is not worthy of his efforts.
In this era, it is extremely difficult to find a similar man.
But she couldn't say anything to stop the other party from persisting. After all, she was her mother.
What a dilemma.
She could only make up her mind to treat him with 100% sincerity from now on, no matter whether things work out or not.
How is Wen Rensheng feeling now?
He felt like he was riding a tiger but it was hard to get off...
Because he found that his alien species was very active, and in the process, it kept releasing power to make up for the consumption of his body and the loss of strength.
There were a few times when he couldn't hold on any longer and was about to end the ceremony with an apologetic attitude, but a sudden warmth came over his alien species, which made him feel refreshed.
He is not the kind of hypocritical person who pretends to be incompetent even when he is clearly capable.
Could it be that he has always been pursuing perfection, so it affects the characteristics of the alien? Does it also feel that failure is intolerable?
Wen Rensheng thought this and continued to persevere.
Behind him, someone had moved a sofa for him so that he could take a short rest.
The ceremony has entered a period of stable operation. The role of the host is the battery and the safety gate, so you can relax a little.
Wen Rensheng was half leaning on the sofa at this time, with his hands on the ceremony table, a look of despair on his face. He felt as if he was being dragged on it.
It is very likely that the situation will not end unless it succeeds.
Isn't this the same as playing a game and getting stuck?
Is this what the old man meant when he said "Through the Looking Glass"?
Because I couldn’t catch it, I kept fishing, but the more I fished, the less I could catch it.
He is already a little sleepy.
Not sleeping for seven days in a row is not a big deal for a mutant, but it is a big deal if you keep doing the same thing.
Not to mention, people like Wen Rensheng maintain a posture of outputting power.
He can conclude that no matter the master, there will not be another mutant who can do the same thing.
Either you succeed happily or you fail cleanly. It is the most tortured thing to sum up your experience and try again, but it is neither better nor worse.
Give up, because you are unwilling to do so; persist, because you are worried about wasting time.
While Wen Rensheng himself was dumbfounded, his situation had already been secretly spread among the small circle.
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A high-end research group is discussing this matter.
"I've heard that some people performed taboo soul-calling rituals and persisted for seven days and seven nights."
"Did he succeed?"
"No, I'm still persisting, but depending on the situation, there may be a slight possibility of success. After all, the price paid is unprecedentedly high."
"It may not be unprecedented. You have forgotten that there were several soul-calling rituals in history. There were no modern regulations at that time, but they were carried out without any scruples and grew wildly."
"Well, those scenes are also huge, often involving hundreds of thousands. Unfortunately, they are of no use. Instead, they attract even more ferocious evil things to harm one party."
"Then what this guy did, will it also attract vicious evil things?"
"That's not the case. As long as the power used by the other party comes from its own alien species, there won't be a big problem. The alien species is a mysterious filter that filters out those dangers. Just like the earth's atmosphere, without it, there would be no birth of human beings.
, it also filters out countless natural disasters for us - meteorite impacts, solar storms, high-energy rays..." Someone else comforted the group.
"Well, so to speak, it is really possible to succeed. After all, the most difficult step in summoning souls is to select the one you need from countless soul fragments. Although you can rely on the thoughts of relatives, relics left over from your lifetime, etc. to make the connection
Search, but those related objects are vague and difficult to locate accurately."
"Yes, if that person succeeds, he will probably become the most powerful person in the world, not far behind the gods in the eyes of mortals."
"That's right, one can be successfully summoned after death, and then resurrected in a certain container. This solves the biggest psychological problem of mankind. Science is far from developed to the point of solving psychological problems. If he turns out to be alive at this time
When I was born, I didn’t know how high my status would be.”
Several masters talked eloquently, while some shrimps could only look up at the stars, echo a few words, and pretend to worship.
"If a few masters persist for a long time, do they have a higher success rate?" A bold newbie asked in the group, "If this is the case, wouldn't it be better to send out tens of thousands of people for rotation?"<
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"It's impossible. Everyone's alien power is different. Under rotation, huge errors will accumulate. This is equivalent to an unstable power source. How can we expect good product quality? There will be peaks every three days.
Wave trough, no matter how good the factory is, it cannot produce perfect works."
"I see. No wonder no one has been able to practice spiritualism since ancient times. This involves the most fundamental personal strength." Mengxin suddenly realized.
Of course, the so-called newbies are all xenogeneic experts over fifty.
But that’s the way it is: those who are successful come first, and no matter how old you are, you can only be a student.
"Yes, spiritualism is a magical skill that aliens dream of. It undoubtedly belongs to the realm of God. Whoever can take this step first will take the first step on the road to God." "God's way?"
The newbies in the group can’t help but yearn for this word when they see it.
Ordinary people can only find fantasies in stories. Scientists use countless experiments to get close to God, and they aliens also yearn for that realm, but they have greater possibilities than the first two, and at the same time, they also have greater possibilities.
danger.
"Who is that great god who persisted in the soul-calling ceremony for a week? Let's go to a group to hold legs in advance?" Someone suggested.
"This name is still being kept secret. Of course, although I know it, I can't tell you yet." A member of the master group made a dog head sign.
"Hey, don't be a solitary eater. Everyone is in this circle and they all want to leave a way out for themselves." Someone begged reluctantly.
"Wait a minute, I definitely can't tell you without permission from above. Besides, this also involves the alien expert." Another master refused helpfully.
Everyone lamented.
At the same time, a series of signals followed the invisible network secret channel, transmitting this news to all directions...
